Kiss me like you used to, I want to taste the cherry from you lips and I want to be wrapped in your embrace. But the fates seemed to always have something against us... Didn't they? I will always remember you with your smile still dusting your lips as your body grew cold in my arms. I will always remember screaming over the sirens and cursing drunk drivers. I will always feel the throbbing pain in my back, neck and knees but I will remember you with every painful prick. I will remember the weight of your body and the colour of your blood against the dull pavement. But how will you remember me? Will you watch over me? Will you kiss me when I'm sleeping? Please oh please. Kiss me back.
-Esha Dev
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Every thing and Nothing
PoetryEvery thought and small parts of a book I'm writing:)
